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Word: penciled (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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Miss Radcliffe will receive a Parker Pen and Pencil set from the Coop; a sweater from Corcorans'; jewelry from the Upper Story; an LP record from Minute-Man Radio Shop; a Harvard muffler from J. August; a print from the Behn-Moore Gallery; and a permanent free pass to the Brattle Theatre...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Six Walk in Beauty Tonight at Leverett | 10/2/1954 | See Source »

...with no shoptalk allowed. Afterwards, Foster Dulles got back to work, scanning radiograms, planning details of his Bonn and London discussions. By 9 p.m. he was snugly bedded down in his blacked-out cabin at the rear of the plane. Beside him, as always, were his yellow tablet and pencil, ready for midnight thoughts. Usually, Dulles reads himself to sleep with whodunits, but on the way to Europe he had no need for a soporific...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FOREIGN RELATIONS: The Seraph of Foggy Bottom | 9/27/1954 | See Source »

...performed with greater precision, using ultrasonic vibrations (a million cycles per second, or 50 times faster than the highest audible note) instead of the neurosurgeon's knife. University of Illinois researchers have focused the beam down to one-twentieth of an inch in diameter-the thickness of a pencil lead...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Capsules, Sep. 20, 1954 | 9/20/1954 | See Source »

...necessarily have a system to work. Normally I write at any time, but for me expression comes easier when it is hot, or precisely during summertime when the blood boils in my veins, or during sleepless nights when I work until early morning. I always carry pencil and paper with me, since at certain moments on the saddle of a horse or leaning on a fence, I proceed with work under...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Faulkner Speaking | 8/23/1954 | See Source »

...They were] not in bed, but leaning over a book . . . of accounts. Monsieur Willy was holding a pencil. I could feel my heart beating in my throat, and the two lovers looked with astonishment at this young pale girl from the provinces . . . What could I say? The little dark woman . . . held her scissors in her hand and waited for a word, a gesture, before she leapt at my face...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Perfumed Jungle | 8/23/1954 | See Source »

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